#final output

[hannahsheppardsblog]

I have decided to design a look book to explain how Stella McCartney sustainably source their wool. This would be placed in stores and explain to the customer how the process works and how they can use the system in the store to identify which items of clothing are part of this range.

As i have started using the "E" as the mark for this branding identity, the idea would be that on the labels and signs around the shop, the 'E' would feature to show that that item of clothing is part of the sustainability range.

I will be using this article be stella mccartney and how they source and use their wool sustainably to inform the content of the look book. and will be accompanied by a series of collage designs to promote the items of clothing and the journey the wool has taken to be in the store.

I want this look book to feel luxurious and elegant, and i will do this through using a neutral colour scheme with pops of an accent colour, the paper will be largely gloss, but to keep it on brand with the sustainability focus, i have ordered recycled paper from GFSmith, which will both make the book more environmentally friendly as well as ass new colours and textures into the book to make it interesting and engage the reader by adding new textures.

[spacepandas-stuff-blog]

Florescentia | If Walls Could Talk

Our final output, “If Walls Could Talk”, is an output where we will incorporate all the lessons learned in AESTETA. For me, This final output will be a challenging one because this is where I determine and know how my mindset and thinking changed as I develop ideas in aesthetics. Throughout the course, I can clearly tell that I improved on how I see art. Analyzing art is important to us as we make our own understanding and interpretation to a certain artwork. This output gave me the challenge to think critically as to what I’m gonna do that represents me for who I am as a person. 

For my process of doing this project, I thought of something that really impacted my life in general that I want to revisit every time. Of course, I want it to be as creative as possible because I also want to impress not just my professors but also myself. I made sure that I incorporated parts of the lessons that were tackled throughout the term. 

Just like what I’ve mentioned in my video presentation, Thomas Aquinas really made an impact in my installation because it enables us to perceive the underlying structure and purpose of the world, beauty can be viewed as a form of knowledge. It's not just about having fun with your senses; rather, it's about acknowledging the divine intelligence that made the world and gave it meaning and purpose. As for my installation, I acknowledge that the garden of flowers have their different meaning and purpose about my growth as a human being.

This practice made me realize how important it is to be critical about things and how I should always consider all the factors for aesthetics whether it is for a film, an artwork, installation, etc. Seeing how I grew in the field of aesthetics really motivated me to push further and challenge myself to be able to come up with amazing ideas as an interior design student. 

[ryuucae]

Forest venture

[divorceconnoisseur]

There's a beat of silence where they just stare at each other. Eddie's face wavers for a second before he snorts, running his hand down his face. "What are we even doing here, man?"

Steve falters, the inanity of the situation hitting him. "I, uh, I think we're about to actually fistfight over-- over who a bunch of 14-year-olds think is cooler."

Eddie considers that briefly, tapping his fingers against his mouth before nodding. "Yeah, okay, I've heard of worst causes. Dukes up, Harrington, let's go!" Eddie pushes up his sleeves and waves his fists in the air cartoonishly as he starts to circle Steve.

Steve laughs, following Eddie as he goes like a compass drawn north. "Oh yeah, man? To the death, right?"

"Of course. Is there any other kind of fight?" Eddie says, overly serious, and abruptly tackles Steve.

They wrestle for a moment, and it's playful and stupid, but it still takes Steve an embarrassingly short amount of time to get Eddie in a headlock.

"This is just sad, man," Steve teases as Eddie struggles. "Those guns just for show, then?"

"Oh shit oh shit not the hair please, please have mercy O King Steve," Eddie laughs breathlessly.

Steve considers it-- Eddie seems to take as much care in his hair as Steve does, and real respects real-- and in that moment of hesitation, Eddie hooks his leg around Steve's and pulls.

Steve yelps as Eddie cackles, dragging them both down into the grass.

He hits the ground with a choked gasp, breath knocked out of him, and he squints up at the sky, unsuccessfully trying to hold back a grin.

He turns his head to say something to Eddie but loses his breath a second time for a very different reason.

Eddie's still giggling to himself in little fits, winding down, and there's a lightness to him at this moment that Steve's never seen, only heard described by the kids pre-Vecna. Laughter suits Eddie Munson, much better than terror or guilt or seriousness, and Steve's suddenly aware that he would do anything in this moment to keep that surprised look of happiness on his face a second longer.

Eddie catches his eyes and turns his head toward him. He's got grass stuck in his hair, and Steve doesn't think before he reaches over.

It's soft. Softer than he was expecting. He's careful not to catch any of Eddie's hair as he pulls out the grass and ends up lingering longer than he means to, setting a curl back to rights before realizing that this is, like, maybe a little weird.

He jerks back, and the back of his hand brushes Eddie's cheek, which is-- which is--

Warm. Soft, too, but with the rough start to stubble, and the feeling of it lingers against his hand like a brand.

Eddie's eyes, dark and impossibly wide, watch him, quiet for once. He wets his lips before speaking, and Steve's eyes catch on that, too, before darting back up to Eddie's. Which, god, what even was that? Why-- why is he--?

"A draw, then," Eddie says, turning over onto his stomach and kicking up his feet, and the weird atmosphere vanishes like it never was. "You are a worthier opponent than I realized, Steve Harrington."

"Oh yeah?" Steve says, relieved and disappointed. "Well, you're not so bad yourself."

Eddie clicks his tongue and fans himself. "You're too kind."

Steve looks away, tracking the clouds passing overhead. "No, really. I know I haven't exactly been, y'know, the world's best welcoming committee-"

"Was pretty convinced you hated my guts, yup." Eddie agrees, nodding.

"I don't. I never did. You're just--" Steve wracks his brain, trying to fit a word to the squirming feeling in his chest that Eddie inspires. "You're really good, y'know?"

"I... don't know, actually." Eddie's voice goes flat, and when Steve turns back to look at him, he's looking at Steve like he's a live snake, or something else dangerous and close to his vulnerable bits.

"You're good with the kids. Good for the kids, too. God, Will's really opened up since he joined your dumb nerdfest. You're good with and to the girls, too, and Jonathan, and Argyle, and probably anyone else that crosses your path. You are, patently, a good dude."

Eddie's mouth opens and closes, but Steve barrels on, feeling electric and more than a little crazy. "And, and it's just-- I don't know, I just--"

"Harrington, if you're about to tell me you think I'm a better man than you, I will lose it," Eddie interrupts regardless, voice high and reedy. "I know you're being, like, genuine and honest right now, but I will laugh in your goddamn face-"

"No, it's not that."

"Okay, I know this directly contradicts what I just said, but the speed with which you said that... Ouch."

"No," Steve shakes his head, frustrated. "I didn't mean it like that. It's-- it's not a competition."

Eddie's eyebrows leap up. "It's not? I invite you to remember what we've spent the last few weeks on."

"That was just an excuse," He snaps his mouth closed the second the words leave his mouth.

"Excuse?" Eddie repeats slowly.

"I just. I don't know, man. Maybe," he swallows. "Maybe I just couldn't handle the thought of you being good to me."

"... Why not?" Eddie asks, eyes focused on him, open, not judging, and god, this is exactly what Steve was worried about.

Eddie looks at him, and Steve--

Kisses him. Can't really do anything else but kiss him.

And when Eddie, after the longest moment of Steve's life, starts kissing him back? It's like the answer to a question he hadn't realized he'd been asking.

Turns out it's not the kids' attention he'd wanted-- or not just the kids' attention, anyway.

When Eddie pulls back, lips red and wet, eyes dark and focused just on him, Steve knows he's finally won it.

[zosonils-art]

now, here we go, it's the end of the show / hear them, they're calling your name

[thewertsearch]

Oh, it's just Tinkerbull writing MEOW.

Unlike Rose's lavender cipher, Tavros isn't authoring this sequence in his signature color. Instead, his code is Doc Scratch white - a bad omen, if I ever saw one.

AA: an incomplete fragment consisting of four symbols AA: comprising the first word of a binary refrain

A binary refrain, implying the existence of a TOCK Player. Does each code constitute half of MEOW, or has Doc Scratch's genome been spliced with something else entirely?

AA: a pair of sounds emerging from the belly of a fabled tyrants menace

That would be the crocodile from Peter Pupa Pan.

Come to think of it, The story of Hook's crocodile draws some possibly-unintentional parallels to Homestuck's current arc. In the movie, it constantly circled Hook like a buzzard, the ominous ticking in its belly serving as a constant reminder that he was living on borrowed time.

AA: but you authored only one sound of the pair AA: i would write the other

Breath and Time, T1ck and T0ck.

What have you got cooking, Team Charge?

AA: completing the phrase of legend AA: the persisting sounds said to accompany the ultimate demise of the tyrant less an arm and an eye

These legendary injuries again. Just like in the original story, it seems that Pupa’s Hook also dies to the ticking of a clock.

In the context of the comic, this might actually be a prophecy about the death one of our Hook cosplayers – namely, Slick, Jack and Vriska. Perhaps the real reason these injuries are so common is to ensure we can't tell who this prophecy's actually about. Tyrant currently suits Jack best, but a lot can happen in four thousand pages.

AA: but even these eight characters AA: the scrawlings of charge AA: were still but half the code

Charge provides half the code, and Scourge undoubtedly provides the other. The nascent Doc Scratch is composed of four sequences, supplied by the progenitors of this group's bloodiest conflict.

It seems this code was implanted in three Prospit dreamers, and only one Derse dreamer. Sgurb's mechanics are almost universally balanced by moon, so I find this a little odd.

Immediately after the cueball incident, Vriska subconsciously authors break.

What does Terezi get, then? R3P41R?

‘BR8K H34DS.’

Team Scourge is the story of a rigged coin, and a broken 8-ball.

[ashleys-doodle-corner]

This may be our last chance.

I finally finished the game a few days ago. I cried.

So it seems fitting to put this piece out (I did this a while ago) of the introduction cutscene when opening the game. It's a classic after all.

I also tossed in the iconic scene where everyone puts their weapons down, but with everyone actually putting their weapons down. Why does it have to be just Tidus, Wakka, and Yuna? Let everyone toss their gear on there too.

[transbrucewayne]

clark kent save me clark kent

[bulgariandeficit]

(I just said I wouldn’t post but look at where we are now )

You guys will NEVER guess who my favorite character is

[starfieldcanvas]

What is your Hogwarts house?

my best friend is transgender.

one night jk rowling went so mask-off transphobic i destroyed every Harry Potter book i owned with a handsaw so i could recycle the pages separately from the hardcovers 🙃

[seoperior]

MILK PANSA and LOVE PATTRANITE as ONGSA and SUN

23.5 Degrees Pilot Trailer

[tsuchinokoroyale]

Was soooooo happy with this phase 1 which is what made it so much funnier that I was immediately clapped by his phase 2 😂

[spicyraeman]

[echoofawind]

I have a problem with 90% of the fests I see advertised with prompting. I love the idea of sharing plot bunnies or creative ideas. I don't like it when the prompt forms have a dozen fields outside of the prompt that further specifies anything. Ship, rating, characters, triggers, etc. A prompt in a standard fest is NOT a request for a gift. The writer is not obligated to write you a story. If you as a prompter have a list of requirements for the prompt, then you are not offering a prompt. You are saying, writer you must write me this exact story. I do not understand how that is seen as the norm in fandom right now instead of rude and limiting?

As long as you don't gift the story to the prompter, you are under NO OBLIGATION to follow any of those superfluous prompt fields. It's a prompt. A starting point for inspiration.

I cannot count how many fest prompts I've read through, found a prompt that sang to my muse and started crafting an idea only to then read 'Do Not Write: age gap relationship. Or only X or Y characters' . Who is this prompter to tell me what stories I am allowed to create? That is not how a prompt works! That is how a gift request works. Stop putting me in a fucking box.

[stoopystuppy]

a lil art trade with mah fren @kanotorin!! you guys should check them out, they make good sally face art :]!!!

blood version below !!

[exdeputysonso]

Final Judgement (1992)